[Comprehensive Quick Pass] Reverse the ending

The story of the place.

Yabu, who is a god of misfortune but yearns for the life of a god of good fortune, and Iki Hiyori, a human girl who can act as a half-demon after leaving her body, encountered various tribulations.

There is also 【Sorcerer】.

Xiu Yi read ten lines at a glance, and every time he read a name, the book that recorded everything in the world would also show that person's appearance.

Then when reading this word, the book suddenly stopped.Because Xiu Yi's eyes were glued to these two ordinary characters, and he couldn't move away.

Oddly, there is no paraphrase and no indication of identity.

Such a familiar title, [Sorcerer].

Suddenly, the headache that had almost disappeared began to attack the nerves again, and every cell was clamoring for pain, but it was not a physiological pain that could be relieved.

It's the sting of soulful fear that makes one shudder involuntarily.Fear as if losing something most important, almost fainted.

Then the familiar yet unfamiliar voice without warmth pulled him out of the abyss. This feeling of dizziness appeared for the third time, and it was another illusion.

The man was saying, "Huangquan."

"I'm sorry, Huang Quan." With a soft murmur, the long-lost strange experience of being bound in someone's body began to repeat itself.Another unexplained fragment of memory, spinning and flashing in front of my eyes.

But no matter how hard he tried to see his surroundings, it was all red.Magnificent, dazed red.Not fire, but blood.

Blinking his eyes with comprehension, he shook off the blood beads on his eyelashes.The sticky feeling still remained on the skin, but it was much better than not being able to see anything clearly, and the practice of repairing this body was quite satisfactory.

Then realize.It turned out to be——killed someone?

It wasn't [the body he was in] who killed the man, but the man on the opposite side, who was so close that he could even feel the heat of his breath, the silver gun in his hand pierced the heart of [this body].

Ah, isn't this where the scar is?

Isn't this Mo Lan's gun?

The two thoughts suddenly jumped out together, and then Xiuyi heard [himself] muttering: "Live - Mo Lan."

This time the name was not blurred, but heard clearly.But it would be better not to hear, right?Following the fragments of several worlds, what would it be?Prophecy, warning, established destiny, or the one that is least willing to admit.

Missing memory?

Rather than doubt, it was more of a rage that completely lost all reason.

For no reason, just so resentful, as if the one who was killed was himself, not a bystander who stayed out of the matter.

Feeling betrayed.Want to kill, want to kill the traitor.

The heart is weeping blood.Why did you betray me, why did you betray me after I finally dug out my heart to show you, Mo Lan?

All the information received in his mind was covered with annoying noise, and he had completely lost his logic, ignoring all the sense of disobedience, only the idea of ​​revenge was still burning.To destroy it all, to destroy it all—

[Xiu Yi]'s eyes moved down slowly, and then he saw the writing brush broken in two on the ground.Take a bucket of cold water to freeze all the anger in your heart.

Why are you so angry?Obviously nothing happened.Staring blankly at the pen, a paraphrase-like name came to mind.

This is [Huangquan], the words of Huangquan, the medium for [Sorcerer] to control monsters.

Just now, what did [myself] say?I'm sorry Huang Quan, so does that mean that what he is looking at now is actually the memory of the [Sorcerer]?

Mo Lan, Xiu Yi, and [Sorcerer] seem to be all mixed together and cannot be separated.

The next moment, Xiu Yi was expelled from this memory, and he was still sitting on the old steps, holding on to the railing, his fingers were almost pinched into the vermilion paint, his forehead was sweating profusely.

In the cool breeze, I was finally able to barely think clearly.Thinking about it, that brush looks familiar, with an ordinary barrel and a nib stained with ink.It's so common that it's weird, but it's a prop made by Izanami, the mother of hell, to control monsters.

"The writing brush with unknown purpose", the inexplicable props obtained in the abnormal side mission of the Parasitic Beast World, does it have any connection with the words of Huangquan?

Taking out the pen from the space, Xiu Yi studied it carefully, and even tried to trace the shape of the eyes* on the railing.There was no unusual reaction at all, so Shuichi could only stare at the nib of the pen in doubt for a while, then put it back.

Standing up, brushing off the dust stained on his body, Xiu Yi raised his head and looked into the distance when he was satisfied to see that the black clothes had been neatly and neatly restored.

Just now, he felt some heart palpitations. A very thick miasma appeared out of thin air in the forest not far away. According to the timeline shown in the Vientiane records, it is possible to open the wind cave leading to the underworld at this time. , only Ye Bu escaped from it.

The God of Misfortune, who fulfills other people's wishes of killing and revenge, is also known as the God of Disaster.It is this kind of charge that only charges five yen each time as a reward for praying, and maintains its own existence.

ridiculous.

Obeying the wishes of the weak, obliterating the guilty, living intermittently in the memory of others.

sad.

Then, let's go and have a look, and see their wailing misery, as puppets who are held by others, what can they do differently?

It seemed that something took root in the deepest part of his heart, pulling him to move to the predetermined point of fate, which he could not escape, and he did not want to escape.

Following his will, and having no reason to resist getting in touch with the plot, Xiuyi walked down the stairs step by step, walking towards the opening of the wind acupoint in a leisurely manner.

The forest densely covered with trees, the branches and leaves are so sparse that even the sunlight penetrating through the gaps cannot be completely blocked, but it has become the most perfect barrier for the vision in the sky.Opposite to the hole on the ground emitting purple miasma, above the ring of clouds, the drums of war came faintly, and the gods wearing white scarves had already propped up the magic circle of heaven.

The translucent, purple light exudes disgusting thunder, as if deadly energy will burst out in the next moment.

But today, the invincible crusade against heaven is doomed to fail.

The silver spear, the light of the sword, and the dark dagger swept towards the leader Jianyu Lei Shen from three different directions at the same time.

*A monster with a mask and controlled by a magician. The shape of the eye is on the mask.The magician only needs to use the words of the underworld to draw the same shape to create monsters for him to drive.

Divine Punishment and Great Justice

Yato didn't understand, but he had just recovered his life from Huangquan, how could he encounter so many sudden reinforcements.

It is understandable for Bishamonten who came to save Ebisu, and it is more or less expected for Yiqi Rihe and Yu Xueyin who called his name to pull him out of Huangquan.

But what about these two people?

A young man in a black bathrobe, holding a double-edged dagger, emerged from the forest, with an interesting smile on his face, but a pair of golden eyes that were extremely hollow and cold.The weird sense of disobedience, and the sudden attack that he couldn't feel the breath just now, all explained.

This man is strong.

Then there was the man who suddenly appeared at that time and helped Ebisu cut open the exit of the underworld, and just now attacked Jianyu Leishen without hesitation.

The person with unknown friends and foes is also extremely powerful, but just looking at the peaceful expression on the man's face and the amber eyes with at least some warmth, one can be sure that even though the strength is comparable, the danger level is much lower than that young man.

What is the origin of these two people?

The third party who suddenly entered the battle made it impossible for both Tiandao and Yato to take action without any scruples, especially when the two showed their undisguised malice and provocation against Jianyu Leishen from the very beginning.

The matter was very difficult, so Yatogo spoke cautiously in front of Ebisu, "The two of you are—?" Although he was out of tune, Yatogo always moved forward and retreated properly and behaved appropriately when facing the strong.

"Xiuyi."

"Mo Lan."

The neat answer made the golden-eyed young man raise his eyebrows in surprise, he paused the movement of playing with the dagger, and turned his head just in time to meet Mo Lan's unclear gaze. He suddenly smiled, which was different from the playful and casual smile just now. It seems much more sincere.

"Mo Lan, do you still know me?" The sharp point of the dagger rested on his fingertips, and the young man asked nonchalantly, with a sense of familiarity.

Is it someone you know?But looking at this posture, it doesn't seem like they are friends at all. Yato turned his eyes between the two for no reason, but still didn't come to any useful conclusions.

The point of the man's gun rests on the ground, the wind blows the corners of his white clothes, and he looks at the young man in the shadow of the trees.There is such an illusion that one person is in the light and the other is in the dark, and the atmosphere between the two opposite beings is harmonious yet contradictory.

"Xiu Yi," Mo Lan finally spoke, he said, "I seem to have remembered something very unpleasant."

The smile on the young man's face suddenly widened, but soon disappeared, as if he was forcibly suppressing his joy, and his trembling voice sounded a little strange and terrifying: "What a coincidence, I am too."

Mo Lan raised his fist to hold the dagger stabbed with one hand, as if he had done this thousands of times, and he was not flustered.

The one-handed short weapon is extremely agile, but in terms of practicality in actual combat, it is not as good as a dull long weapon like the □□.The root cause is that Xiuyi's upper hand strength is too weak to compete with Mo Lan.

Even though Shuichi was the first striker, he felt his wrist was a little numb from the shock, and he sighed in frustration, but he still didn't reveal his left hand hidden under the wide sleeve to turn the situation back.

I don't know if it's out